gaysil143
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Stakes in the Sapphic Stock Market by gaysil143
Fandoms: とんがり帽子のアトリエ | Tongari Boushi no Atelier | Witch Hat Atelier (Manga), とんがり帽子のアトリエ | Tongari Boushi no Atelier | Witch Hat Atelier (Anime)
09 Aug 2026
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Richeh and Tetia bet on whether or not Coco and Agott romantically like each other, then continue betting on their relationship with each other. That’s it. Just Tetia and Richeh shenanigans and whatnot.
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Root Rot of the White Lily by gaysil143
Fandoms: Alien Stage (Web Series), Zombie Stage (web Series)
12 Jul 2026
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Root rot, a condition in which plants are overwatered to the point their soil cannot dry out properly, can kill a plant. However, it is not always visible from the top, and owners can cover up signs of mild to moderate root rot by pruning leaves and stems; but are only unable to remove signs of late-stage rot—which is when the plant usually blackens and collapses before dying shortly after.
White lilies are quite susceptible to root rot, and do not often show the damage until it is too late.Series
- Part 1 of Root Rot—“Invisible” Damage
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Root Rot—“Invisible” Damage by gaysil143
Fandom Alien Stage (Web Series), Zombie Stage (web Series)
12 Jul 2026
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This is a planned series of a few standalone one-shot fanfics, all showcasing different pieces of the main cast of Alien Stage. The series will show how the person they are closest to ruins them silently.
The fics will also be influenced by how easily the character’s associated plant can acquire root rot—as each character has complex relationships with one another.
Some may be affected by the Zombie Stage AU. Some may be somewhat out of character. Some may also be rewritten before the rest are finished. Please have patience with me <3
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The feeling of hurting himself was nearly addictive. Not quite there, but close. He'd been doing it for as long as he could remember. It felt familiar. It was forever a reminder that he didn't deserve life. He didn't deserve anything. If he closed his eyes, it was just his parents trying to discipline him.
Blood dripped down his leg, and he wiped it up before it could get onto the bedsheets. He'd been up for hours. He had to go to work not too far from now. It was okay... the pain made it better. And no one would ever find out, anyway.